Kitty HealthWatch ’09 May 7, 2009

As near as I can tell she has stopped eating on her own entirely now. She only gets what I can feed her through the syringes and I’m not home enough during the day and I can only stay up so late at night. She moves very little on her own anymore. Tonight I found her in the exact same spot she was in when I left this morning. Oh I’m sure she wasn’t there the entire time, but still.

I fear that I’m losing her. The spark goes out a little bit more every day and there’s nothing I can do about it.

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Cathy and I were talking about a situation like this via email a few weeks ago. This may be premature, (hope so), but here is what she wrote to me:

“I’ve had dogs most of my life. When they have gotten old and needed me to make that decision, it almost tore my heart out to let them go. When I think about it as a Christian, it makes it easier. God gives us all animals, domestic and wild, to “have dominion over them” which does not mean to dominate them, but to make decisions about their care and propagation.

So when our pets have served us as “friends” while enjoying the attention and love we have given them, and they are suffering in pain or illness, we can say “thank you for being my friend” and thank God for the opportunity to have a relationship with a creature He created, and then let them go.”

Damned shame Enas, I lost two cats last year, and I’ll probably have to put down the chocolate lab before winter. He still wants to be a puppy, like all labs do, but he’s got hip displasia and arthritis.
You have my sympathies.

No not really. I called the new vet Friday after work to see if the culture test was in and it wasn’t quite ready. They got something growing but they don’t know what it is yet. I told her that the cat has stopped eating on her own and she told me that could be the result of the new medicine (wth???). Apparently it’s pretty strong and could mess with appetite. SO she had me stop for one day and then cut the rest of her pills in half and do that from now on. She didn’t eat anything out of her dish today and has been really uncooperative with her hand feeding today. She was REALLY pissy about getting her pill tonight too.

I had a bit of a scare last night with the cat. I came home after dinner at my parental units’ place and couldn’t find her anywhere. After searching upstairs and downstairs several time I had became convinced that she found some dark little corner somewhere to die. Then all of a sudden boop! there she was. Lolcats play hide n seek a little too well ackshully.

The make a pill syringe these days to help with the pill popping. It works pretty good if you do it right. Not so great when the fleabag decides not to cooperate not no how, not no way.